my ultra wide dreams will have to be put on hold
lost the third ebay auction in a row a few nights ago. in the last three minutes the price shot from $10 to $20 and then all ebay craziness broke loose until some guy sniped his glorious winning snipe at the last 9 seconds with an even $59.00 sorry, UWS, you wont be joining the other photoboxes on my shelf for a good long while. i covet you, nevertheless. (also: WTF, eBayers???)
note to self: dreams are way better when you hit 8...
my school’s boring interiors have been transformed into a labyrinthine anasazi cliff dwelling. naturally, i accidentally lose track of my friends on the way to dropping off my clothes in the laundry room. eventually, i make my way to the best engineering lecture ever, taught by one of my former professors who has now been hired by my medical school. this makes no sense, but i love it...
lost one auction for this. missed the other one last night when i was pleasure reading and lost track of time. boo!
an open letter to flight 1426
dear passengers of flight 1426, first of all, let me say how excited i am to get on this plane. i just ate an $8 airport bagel sandwich [that probably fell on the floor at some point] and i am looking forward to some endless diet coke to wash it down. huzzah! let’s talk seating arrangements. here is a ranked list: 1. winsome, smart, witty, kind, outlandishly handsome and currently...
if nothing else works, there's always digeridoo...
ooh, both showers AND rain?!
mission accomplished on 2 out of 3 fronts...
last night, i prayed to wake up transformed into... →
this was my consolation prize.
we could be heroes (forever and ever)
“Yellow Jack” by Harold DeLay in True Comics No. 1 (April 1941), p. 37.